Your kisses leave a
bitter.
        sweet
taste to my lips-
                        rancid
chocolate.






Lacerating love.lies into my
skin
etching half truths
broken promises


      shades


into the walls of my heart as if
it were nothing
more
than a chew toy for you
to spit out when
shredded
to
copious amounts of
damp scraps of
cloth




in the corner of the room.






  A
         Gray
   Black
mass of beating blood
rushing through
your
hands .




My eyes were always the blindest
{Hand.stitched.shut}}
when it came to you,


       blind...




Even as you dangled our love
over the opal blue flames,
laughing as the
      last
heartstring
slipped from your
cigarette stained fingertips




crushing me


                  like a full


    on


          collision.






And.
even as you squeeze the lifeforce from my
heart
        and soul...




my eyes blink open,
the lies etched into my
collarbones
bleeding profusely onto the
ground
beneath our feet




my lips still whisper my love for you.